Anger

Thump! Thump! Thump!

The Sea King walked hurriedly through the hallways of his palace, knocking down vases and paintings along the way in anger. The servants who were usually working in this area quickly hid themselves or ran away, for they knew that when the King was like this, it would be best to avoid becoming an outlet for him to vent.

Bang!

Kicking open a door, he slumped down on his large circular bed.

Running a webbed hand through his disheveled hair, the Sea King cursed out loud, "Damn it! Damn it all!"

With a stomp of his feet, cracks spread throughout the floor of the room. Lifting his sleeve, he was once again met with the sight of the damned eye, now associated with devil worshippers.

"A century of planning, gone in an instant. GONE!"

His voice reverberated throughout the chamber, shaking the walls.